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ataraxionlogs2013-09-11 12:24 pm
thoughts) wrote in ataraxionlogs2013-09-11 12:24 pm
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we're all just kids who grew up way too fast;
CHARACTERS: river tam and you! this is open to everyone ever.
LOCATION: the gardens
WARNINGS: only the general creepifyin' stuff for this one, i think!
SUMMARY: when the going gets sleepy, the insomniacs get going. river has more time on her hands and that means more time to explore the gardens and collect "supplies" for questionable things. this is a good place to be.
NOTES: this a catch-all for garden interactions in september. give me a nudge if you want to plot something specific out, but they can totally just bump into each other as well!
[ she doesn't mind the sleeplessness. to the contrary, she's happy for it, so terrified was she last month of going to sleep and never waking up again. this is the opposite and her body aches for it, it groans in the mornings and tenses at night and her brain reminds her that neither are really happening. time is lost between sleep cycles that never come, which means time is all they have left.
which is fine by her. she can hunt down her wayward fox, assuming it would look for something natural to burrow into. she can seek out flowers for her delusions of grandeur, because nothing is ever going to be as good as it has been. or, alternatively, she can just sit and watch and wait for nothing.
nothing is fine. nothing is better than the monsters that are waiting around the corner. join her for a bit of rest without resting. it's what all the cool kids are doing these days. ]
LOCATION: the gardens
WARNINGS: only the general creepifyin' stuff for this one, i think!
SUMMARY: when the going gets sleepy, the insomniacs get going. river has more time on her hands and that means more time to explore the gardens and collect "supplies" for questionable things. this is a good place to be.
NOTES: this a catch-all for garden interactions in september. give me a nudge if you want to plot something specific out, but they can totally just bump into each other as well!
[ she doesn't mind the sleeplessness. to the contrary, she's happy for it, so terrified was she last month of going to sleep and never waking up again. this is the opposite and her body aches for it, it groans in the mornings and tenses at night and her brain reminds her that neither are really happening. time is lost between sleep cycles that never come, which means time is all they have left.
which is fine by her. she can hunt down her wayward fox, assuming it would look for something natural to burrow into. she can seek out flowers for her delusions of grandeur, because nothing is ever going to be as good as it has been. or, alternatively, she can just sit and watch and wait for nothing.
nothing is fine. nothing is better than the monsters that are waiting around the corner. join her for a bit of rest without resting. it's what all the cool kids are doing these days. ]
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[ she answers too fast and her brows furrow; confusion, mostly, and possibly chiding herself. she tilts her head away and tries to slow her thoughts to something other people - normal people - can better understand. ]
You ... shouldn't. Make eye contact. You'll blink first.
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[ she looks aside at Aithusa and then back at the girl. she has seen her; most people in Camelot would think this girl mad. but she had seen something and Morgana knows much of Seeing things that appear as madness to others. ]
You can tell me. I have not seen her but I know what it feels like to see something you do not wish to see, something much greater than yourself. And much darker.